Poems of Henry Vaughan, Silurist, Volume IIVaughan, Henry
General
Poems of Henry Vaughan, Silurist, Volume II
Vaughan, Henry
Poetry
I see the use: and know my blood i. 69
I've read thy soul's fair nightpiece, and have seen ii. 77
I walk'd the other day, to spend my hour, i. 171
I whose first year flourished with youthful verse, ii. 125
I wonder, James, through the whole history ii. 70
I write not here, as if thy last in store ii. 59
I wrote it down. But one that saw i. 264
If Amoret, that glorious eye, ii. 13
"If any have an ear," i. 242
If I were dead, and in my place ii. 16
If old tradition hath not fail'd, ii. 233
If sever'd friends by sympathy can join, ii. 178
If this world's friends might see but once i. 232
If weeping eyes could wash away ii. 151
If with an open, bounteous hand ii. 135
In all the parts of earth, from farthest West, ii. 28
In March birds couple, a new birth ii. 295
In those bless'd fields of everlasting air ii. 119
Isca parens florum, placido qui spumeus ore ii. 157
It is perform'd! and thy great name doth run ii. 193
It lives when kill'd, and brancheth when 'tis lopp'd ii. 301
It would less vex distressed man ii. 145
Jesus, my life! how shall I truly love Thee? i. 200
Joy of my life while left me here! i. 67
Knave's tongues and calumnies no more doth prize ii. 292
King of comforts! King of Life! i. 127
King of mercy, King of love, i. 174
Learning and Law, your day is done, ii. 213
Leave Amoret, melt not away so fast ii. 23
Let me not weep to see thy ravish'd house ii. 307
Let not thy youth and false delights ii. 146
Life, Marcellina, leaving thy fair frame, ii. 312
Like some fair oak, that when her boughs ii. 302
[Like] to speedy posts, bear hence the lamp of life ii. 304
Long life, oppress'd with many woes, ii. 306
Long since great wits have left the stage ii. 211
Lord, bind me up, and let me lie i. 161
Lord Jesus! with what sweetness and delights, i. 177
Lord, since Thou didst in this vile clay i. 116
Lord! what a busy restless thing i. 48
Lord, when Thou didst on Sinai pitch, i. 148
Lord, when Thou didst Thyself undress, i. 51
Lord, with what courage, and delight i. 80
Love, the world's life! What a sad death ii. 223
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